The End

Early fall painted red
Broken foal put to bed
Bitter words against the sun
Before a night that soon will never come

Now the moon tucks me in
It sings about my every sin
The devil's tail a turn apart
Heaven's just a walk
In hell, away, in all
To live is to fall

And what if I knew
Then what would I know?

Winter night turning blue
My eyes adjust to seeing you
Shadows take what light has fled
A candle lit is hanging by a thread

It isn't the end
As the wind whispered
As the rain doesn't fall
As I wait another spring and sing
To find a gift to give
A hand to take beyond the bend
A mend to meet my end

What if I knew
Then what would I know
To live is to fall